"Fat Hu, you're the one who doesn't understand good from bad and deliberately misinterprets me. President Wu, you be the judge."
Wu Zhaoxiang quickly waved his hand, "Huh? I can't hear you, didn't hear anything."
Standing behind them, Secretary Bai smiled calmly, watching President Hu energetically retorting.
Soon, Secretary Bai noticed Su Xiaocai sipping her fifth cup of milk tea. The server mistook her for a child multiple times, asking if she felt bloated and if she needed digestion tablets.
So Secretary Bai left his naive boss and walked over to Su Xiaocai, "Miss Su, it's been a while. How have you been?"
"I've been great. Grandpa Bai, please sit. Are you here because Uncle Hu is interested in bidding on some tech product?"
"Indeed, he does have something in mind. Do you as well?" This conference auction is like a tech exchange, happening once a year. Anyone who wants to auction off high-tech products or technology can put them up for sale here.
